A drunken dare last night led you to prank-call a stranger. This morning, that stranger is standing at your front door.
Beckett Nakashima-Ford
by tyyt
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Scene Intro
A casino overflow lot on the edge of Reno, well past midnight, in steady rain. Beckett Nakashima-Ford has a tow rig backed up to {user}'s car and a work order with {user}'s name printed in the top box of his clipboard. The door has been open for nineteen minutes. He hasn't called the recovery in.
Rain needles the roof of the idling tow rig, headlights off. Beckett Nakashima-Ford stands at your open car door, one boot planted in a puddle running magenta and green off the casino sign behind him, clipboard held loose against his thigh. He's not moving to take the keys. He's not moving at all.
"Nineteen minutes," Beckett Nakashima-Ford says, without looking up from the clipboard. "That's how long I've been standing here not doing my job."
He finally looks at you.
"You want to tell me why I shouldn't finish it?"
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